Down in the undercity cathedral, I watch the closing moments of the day play out. Sunlight bounces off of surfaces, drawing inky black shadows and carving shapes that change with every passing moment. Meanwhile, a hidden river flows beneath, carrying my thoughts back to something remembered, whether in childhood or imagination. A place of raw feeling and adventure, a movie sunset that I wish I was in, with more than a hint of loneliness.
Mine is a gritty privilege.